|Pizza On A Stick? That's what it says. Why would you want it on a stick?|
We are trying to figure out our new neighbors. It's a trio of people that don't seem like they go together. They have a truck and a car. They take both and are gone all day long. They might be working at the rodeo. They came in Sunday afternoon in a trailer with the sale stickers still in the window. We thought one person was just delivering their trailer, but that is not the case. We thought they were here for medical, but that doesn't appear to be correct either because they wouldn't need two vehicles for that. It's a mystery that we still need to solve. BOL!
On our walk this morning, Mama said to do something blog worthy.
|Is this blog worthy?|
|No, I'm not going to smile.|
|People are looking. This is embarrassing.|
|Let's just go.|
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